STACY. “Show us the way please,” “Right this way my lady and prince,” Jason says with a charming grin. Liam and I follow him, a little surprised but grateful. When we reach the said seats, I’m taken aback— the view is perfect, giving us a sweeping view of the field below. The space is cozy,
STACY. Hours later.... As the day winds down, a warm, orange glow blankets the field, casting long shadows as families gather their things and begin to head home after a successful day. Jason and Liam stand side by side, grinning like they just conquered the world with medals swinging proudly ar
Frowning, I glance back at the school building. “Jason, he’s taking longer than usual.” He stiffens slightly, the same concern flickering in his eyes. “You’re right. I’ll go check.” But a knot of urgency twists in my chest, and before he can move, I say, “I’ll go. I can find him quicker if he’s
STACY. I stumble back through the clearing and back to the parking lot, barely able to see through the blur of tears and the pain searing through my body. My skin is scraped raw; every step feels like shards of glass digging into me. But none of it compares to the agony tearing through my chest.
I can't believe I put my son in harm's way by bringing Jason back into our lives… Suddenly Daniel’s voice breaks through the silence, soft but resolute. “We’ll find him, Stacy. I won’t let them get away with this.” His words barely reach me, muffled by the pounding in my chest. “I just want him
JASON. What the hell just happened? One moment, I was enjoying a peaceful day with my family, and the next, Stacy burst in, naked and bruised, declaring that Liam had been kidnapped by my enemies. The shock of her words still hasn't worn off. How could my son—Liam—be taken right from under us. I
VICTOR. Sitting in my mother’s darkened, dusty cottage, grief grips me like a vise, squeezing the air from my lungs. It’s been days since Nicole was taken from me. She was the only pride I had in this godforsaken world. I swirl the drink in my hand, letting the bitterness numb me. The whiskey is m
JASON. “That son of a witch!” I grip the burner phone tightly while Victor's voice echoes in my ears. The cabin Kane gave out as Victor's current location is empty save for this cursed device. Victor clearly wants to play a deadly game with his own rules… But this will not end well for him!
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Stacy sighs dramatically. “Men.” I grin, shaking my head. But deep down, I know how lucky we are. After everything, we made it. We fought our battles, we endured the worst, and we won. Now, we have everything we ever wanted... Love, family, and a future brighter than we ever imagined. And fo
HANNAH. An hour later, Laughter and music fill the air as guests drink, dance, and toast to our happiness. Alpha Jason and Stacy are still smirking from the earlier spectacle, but even they are caught up in the lighthearted atmosphere. Daniel never leaves my side. His hand stays firmly on my
Daniel stiffens. His entire body goes rigid, as his jaw tightens so hard I swear I hear his teeth grind. “What?” His voice is barely more than a growl. I nod, my grip on his hand tightening. “You heard me.” Fury flashes in his eyes, dark and dangerous. He doesn’t even hesitate before turning on h
HANNAH. I freeze in the doorway, my breath hitching as my brain struggles to catch up with the sight before me. Roxanne and Adrian. Together! Their bodies are tangled together with their hands greedy, and their lips locked in a desperate, forbidden kiss. Clothes are haphazardly disheveled, Roxann
I stare at the pile, then burst out laughing. “Were you two planning to open a pharmacy?” Daniel smirks. “Figured it was better to be thorough.” I shake my head, grabbing one of the tests and handing it to Stacy. “Alright, go pee on this.” Stacy glares at me like I just asked her to do something
HANNAH “You, get a doctor! Now!” Daniel’s voice booms through the wedding venue, commanding instant obedience from the nearest guard. But even as the order leaves his lips, I tighten my grip on his arm. “Baby, I am a doctor, remember?” His eyes flick to mine, realization dawning before he steps a
HANNAH. "Uh-uh, no, not today" Stacy says the moment her eyes land on Margaret. "Please, just hear me out," Margaret pleads, standing in a simple deep red dress suited for her age. She looks… hesitant, so unlike her usual self. Gone is the cold authority, and the condescending stare. Instead, he
HANNAH. (Hours later) Dinner is tense, the air thick with an unspoken rivalry that neither Roxanne nor I are willing to acknowledge outright. The dining room is dimly lit, with the scent of roasted chicken filling the air, but I can barely focus on the food. My attention is solely on Daniel and